Page 56 of The Chief
“Because I love the way pussy smells. But I love the way your pussy smells the most.”
Dragging my tongue over her, I savored her taste, groaning like a fucking teen boy getting his dick sucked for the first time. Molly squirmed against me, grinding herself into my face as she searched for friction. I moved back a little—breaking the contact—so I could peer up at her.
“I don’t need any help in this department.”
She let out a tiny groan of frustration but eased back onto the mattress.
With a grin, I returned to my task of pleasuring the most delectable pussy I’d ever met. Keeping the tension on the fabric, I leaned down and spat on her cunt, letting it soak her. Lubrication was key, so I spread it around, focusing my attention on her tight bundle of nerves. I wanted to fuck just her clit to make her come, but I needed more lube.
Rising to my knees, I watched Molly blink up at me as I undid my jeans and pulled out my cock. Pre-cum spilled from the tip, the fucking thing leaking at the prospect of finally being inside her again. It would have to wait a little longer because I planned on taking my time with her. Gripping my cock, I pumped my shaft, staring at what Molly was offering me so willingly.
“What are you?—”
“Trust me, baby. I’m going to make this so good that you’ll forget your own name.”
She huffed out a laugh, but it turned into an erotic hiss when I slapped the head of my cock onto her covered pussy. She squirmed, blinking up at me.
I grinned. “Oh, you like when I slap your pussy. Noted.”
Returning to my task, I stroked my cock with one hand while keeping the tension tight on her panties. I watched as the panel between her thighs grew darker and darker, her arousal soaking through the fabric. My girl was getting off on this shit, and I was fucking here for it.
It only took half a dozen more strokes before I came all over her panties. Seeing her covered in my cum made my brain short circuit, and my dick twitched, ready for round two. I only needed five minutes until I was hard again, and I could do a lot of fucking damage to a woman’s cunt in that time.
Smearing my release all over her, I took the head of my semi-hard dick and pushed it through her slit, while remaining over her panties. Molly moaned at the friction, her hands fisting in the sheets beside her. When my dick was hard once more,I hooked a finger under the soaked panel of her panties and tucked my cock inside.
I fucked her clit, running my dick over the sensitive bud until Molly’s panting filled the room. The outline of my cock under her panties, pushing through her lips, and then emerging from the top of the lace was a fucking new kink for me—one that could see me blowing my load faster than I intended. Dragging back, I settled the head of my dick against her slick center, forcing myself to bite back my groan. She was so fucking hot, but I wasn’t ready to slide to my downfall just yet.
Rubbing against her at that slow pace was torture for me, but one look at her face, and I knew it was worse for her. Good. The slower the climb, the longer and stronger the release. And I planned on making Molly come as many times as possible before the sun came up. My breath was labored in my ears as I flexed my hips against her, though the feeling of her pussy wet and warm against the underside of my dick was almost my undoing.
Molly quivered beneath me, her skin flushing hotter and hotter.
“Oh, God,” she keened.
“Call me Keir, baby. Everyone needs to know who’s fucking you into a frenzy right now.”
Lifting her head, she peered down our bodies to watch me fuck her clit. “I’m going to come,” she panted. “Keir, I’m going to come, and you’ve only used the head of your cock.”
I smirked. “Imagine what I can do with the whole thing.”
She let out a delicate groan, throwing her arm over her face as her hips flexed upward, meeting the thrust of my dick between her thighs. Her clit had fucking doubled in size, and I wondered if she knew how sensitive she was. Given the way she was now chanting my name, she probably did.
“Keir!” she gasped, as her whole body seized with her release.
Wrenching her panties out of the way, I spread her legs and watched her pussy pulse, the rhythmic contractions mesmerizing me. Taking what was left of my release, I rubbed it onto my cock, then slid the head against her tight center. She jerked at the touch, and I gazed up at her.
“Sorry, just sensitive,” she replied.
“That’s good, baby. Easier to draw out the next one.” I notched myself at her entrance once more and thrust into her.
Fuck, she was tight. How had I not noticed the first time?
“Keir!” The way my name rolled off her tongue sent need rushing through me. Tilting her hips to the perfect angle, I pumped into her, feeling that spot—the one that would help her detonate.
I knew I’d found it when her whole body quivered, her pussy squeezing my cock.
“Oh,” she panted, looking up at me from under her dark lashes. “Keir.”
“Maybe Godisa better name for me, baby.”
